Week 4

[bathymetric]

Good morning, New Rapture. A new day is dawning.

Sunday arrives ahead of schedule again, bringing with it the creeping dread that this is just how this is going to go. Welcome to the murdergame cycle.

At least there's another section of the city available to you! This one even has some things to do without you having to make your own fun. Which also means there's more to find about this place.

There's still over 20 of you alive... maybe that's something to celebrate? It could be worse! But... at least one of you is an attempted killer, apparently. Either way, better keep talking if you want regains!



SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[ ooc: Welcome to the fourth week of Unknown Seas Round 3! Please make sure to mark any investigation toplevels accordingly, post your ac, and you can reach either Mayor Fontaine or Eleanor for conversations! ]

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[specialyellthing]

Ah…

Well, I’m sure it’ll work out alright. We all embarrass ourselves sometimes!

I actually had somethin I needed to chat with you about. Don’t wanna catch you off guard or worry you.

[hotpaprika]

Yes, I suppose we all do...

[He drifts off, but perks up at Zinda's request.]

Oh, certainly. Sorry, I did not mean to distract you with my problems. What would you like to talk to me about?

[specialyellthing]

I know you've got some complicated feelin's about Big Guy.

Wanted to make sure you know that... I can handle myself, if I need to. So you don't worry if you notice that I'm spendin' time with him.

[hotpaprika]

Oh, you mean Nandor? No, it's quite alright, I like him myself, despite everything. I do not mind at all if you spend time with him.

[specialyellthing]

Huh. That was easier than I thought it would be.

[hotpaprika]

[He blinks.]

How hard did you think it was going to be? I know Nandor is a vampire, but nothing I have seen of him has made me think he was anything like the Count. He is a wonderfully pleasant fellow.

[specialyellthing]

Thought you'd be a lot fussier about the idea of me spendin' some one-on-one time with a vamp, that's all.

[hotpaprika]

Well, if Nandor wanted to eat someone, he would have done it by now, especially with me in the picture.

[...]

Although with my rosary, I'm probably further down on his list.

[... Okay there's still a nonzero chance in his mind that Nandor could eat one of them.]

[specialyellthing]

Aw, Champ. I don’t think he’s gonna eat me. But I might take a bite outta him.

[hotpaprika]

[He laughs lightly.]

Why the devil would you do that?

[specialyellthing]

What can I say? I’m a woman who loves danger.

[hotpaprika]

[He frowns, the gears in his head beginning to turn.]

... Zinda, are you and Nandor... more than friends?

[specialyellthing]

[Zinda frowns back at him, misinterpreting his frown.]

… Champ. It’s real hard to wake up one day, and realize everyone you ever cared about has lived up their whole lifetime, and you’re the only one still around.

Someone gettin that feeling? It’s real attractive. Makes it a lot less lonely.

[hotpaprika]

[It takes a moment for Jonathan to register. Yeah, she had told him a little about her situation, it sounded horrible.

And yet, his frown only deepens when he gets it.]

... So. I was correct?

[There is a pause.]

I... I am happy that you have found someone that has made feel you less lonely. Truly.

[He looks away, sounding absolutely torn by this knowledge.

Truthfully, he wasn't scared of Zinda getting hurt, and while he found Zinda very attractive, he didn't feel any jealousy about her falling for Nandor.

No, he was feeling envy, and despair that his friends were falling in love around him when he feels as though he was languishing in loneliness.]

[specialyellthing]

Don’t get me wrong, Champ! I’m fine! I’m not really lonely, I got Skip and the other gals. And I’ve got you and lots of other pals here.

It’s just… nice to have someone understand.

[hotpaprika]

Y-yes, it... it must be nice. I am sure you two will make a lovely couple.

[He is very purposefully not looking at Zinda anymore.]

[specialyellthing]

Aw, jeez. [She moves across the room, and sets her hand on Jonathan’s shoulder.]

Don’t be all sad about it, Champ. It’s not like I’m marryin the guy and turnin into a vampire or anything like that.

[hotpaprika]

N-no, I am truly happy for you, I...

[He can't tell her about himself he can't tell her.

He muffles a sob as he turns away from her.]

Oh dear God, how foolish could I have been...? Why didn't I keep quiet?

[It doesn't seem like he's talking to her anymore.]

[specialyellthing]

This ain’t happy. [She tightens her grip on his shoulder a little, leaning over him.]

Champ… it can’t be that bad. You’re okay.

[hotpaprika]

[He curls in on himself, pinching the bridge of his nose in an attempt to keep his tears from coming.]

Oh, Zinda, I'm afraid it is that bad. I... I made a horrible mistake. I don' t think I could ever forgive myself!